The big man on the left failed to draw the weapon. It seemed that he was also surprised, so he clamped the scabbard with his legs, held the hilt of the sword with both hands and tried his best to draw the sword, but he still couldn't draw it out for a while.

"Haha! You can't even pull out the sword. It seems you are dead today!" The big man on the left couldn't pull out the sword, which immediately attracted the ridicule of the big man on the right.

"It's not certain who will die! I have retired to the mountains and fields and haven't drawn a sword in sixty years! It's normal for me to be unable to draw my sword for a while." The big man on the left said unconvinced.

When Wu Xing and Zhi Zhi heard the sound, they saw that the big man on the left was only forty years old at most, but he said that he had not used a sword for sixty years. It seemed that he was really a madman.

"Let's go! There's nothing to see." The fifth line saw the mystery and immediately lost interest.

"No, I want to see who among them gets the beauty?" However, the more bizarre and weird this thing is, the more Zhizhi likes it, and naturally she doesn't want to leave.

If Zhizhi didn't leave, the fifth line could only stay and continue watching with her.

There was a "creak" sound, and the sword of the big man on the left was finally pulled out. Originally, the sound of the sword being unsheathed should be very clear and loud, but the sound of the big man's sword being unsheathed was as jerky as a dead tree being unearthed. In the fifth line, at this time

I was also a little curious and raised my head

As soon as I saw it, I was stunned again. I saw that the sword that this man pulled out was not a sword at all, but an iron rod completely covered with rust, and there was no trace of the sword's crystal luster.

Because the rust stains have completely corroded the sword body.

The fifth line even felt that, let alone using it for martial arts, even if it was swung with a little force, it would most likely break immediately.

"Haha! Your sword is already rusty and can't kill anyone!" said the big Han Fang on the right.

"As long as I can kill you," the big man on the left replied.

"It's up to me!" said the big man on the right, and pulled out the sword with just one pull.

However, the fifth line immediately rubbed his eyes, as if he thought he had seen it wrong. So he took another closer look and was sure that he had seen it correctly. The "sword" pulled out by the big man on the right was not a sword at all, but just a sword.

There was a hilt and not even half an inch of blade.

"What a sword! Let's do it!" The big man on the left didn't take it seriously. It seemed that he was the only one who saw the opponent's sword, and he couldn't help but praise it in an envious tone.

The two of them didn't waste any time and rushed forward. When they were about to take action, they suddenly stopped again.

The big man on the right punched the big man on the left first. The big man on the left didn't even hide. He just stood there motionless and received a solid punch. His mouth immediately started to bleed.

After the big man on the right punched him for the first time, he actually stopped punching him and stood still, waiting for the big man on the left to punch him again.

"No way! It's so boring." Even Zhizhi, who was looking forward to it, was immediately disappointed.

It turns out that this arena is really used for "literary fighting" like this?

Although Wu Xing and Zhi Zhi found it boring, everyone else present watched it with gusto, as if this punch-and-punch exchange was the most proficient duel they had ever seen.

The two exchanged thirty punches, but the big man on the left suddenly couldn't hold on anymore and finally fell first.

"Tsk, boring!" Zhizhi was disappointed.

However, Zhizhi still wanted to see what that man's wife looked like.

At this time, the victorious man, already bruised and swollen, swallowed slowly, then untied the pig tied under the stage and took it away.

"Hey! Where is his wife? Why is she nowhere to be seen?" Zhizhi really wanted to see what that woman looked like, so much so that she provoked two big men to fight in a duel.

"Isn't it his wife that he is holding?" someone next to him replied smoothly.

"Pig!" Wu Xing and Zhizhi both exclaimed in unison when they heard the sound.

They originally thought that the wife they were fighting for would be a beautiful lady, but how could they have imagined that she would be the pig tied on the stage?

When Zhizhi heard this, she didn't even dare to think any more. She felt a little uncomfortable in her heart and was the first to turn around and run to the tavern.

"I told you not to look, but you insist on looking." But I couldn't help but feel happy in the fifth line.

"How could I have thought that their wife would be a pig!" Zhizhi felt uncomfortable the more she thought about it, so she had to run back to the weird tavern in three steps at a time.

"Two distinguished guests, come back!" The fat man saw them coming back, so he greeted them with a smile.

"Bring me some desserts and a jar of good wine. I want to rinse my mouth." Zhizhi said loudly.

But when I thought about the wine, I felt even more unhappy, so I had to say: "I don't want the wine, just make a clear soup! Just don't be too weird."

"Okay! I understand." The fat man shouted and entered the kitchen.

After a while, the dessert and hot soup finally came out. Because Zhizhi had told her in advance, the things they served were indeed not as strange as they were during the day. The soup was a vegetable and tofu soup, and the dessert looked as black as charcoal, but it was very delicious.

It was delicious. Zhizhi took two bites and drank some soup, and she felt much refreshed. However, when she thought that the man's wife was a pig, she still felt a little awkward.

"How could there be such a person?" Zhizhi asked.

"The world is so big, there are all kinds of wonders." The fifth line is very calm, as if it doesn't seem to be anything.

Just as he was talking, a man walked in from outside the store, holding a pig in his hand. His face was even more bruised and purple. It looked like he was seriously injured. He was the big man who won the competition just now.

"Sir, you are back!" The fat man immediately went to greet you.

It turned out that this person also lived in the Weird Inn.

"Tie it up, and pluck one without any hair, and then put it in the stinking ditch." The big man was obviously a little tired, so he handed the piglet he was holding to the fat man.

The fat man took the pig, not to the guest room, but to the stable.

After a while, what the big man wanted came up, and it was a chicken. It was really a chicken. It was just killed and steamed, and then the chicken and the feathers were brought up. Those who eat chicken have to eat by themselves.

The hair is plucked on the side, so it’s called a hairless dish. This dish is also unheard of.

The big man was eating the chicken while plucking its feathers, and he was very absorbed in eating it. It seemed that the chicken still tasted great.

The fifth line and Zhizhi were about to go back to the room to rest, but were suddenly attracted by the big man's words.

"Fat man, why is Uncle Ma coming back?" the big man suddenly asked.

When Wu Xing and Zhizhi heard about Uncle Ma, they immediately became energetic, because they happened to be looking for this Uncle Ma too.

"It should be tomorrow or the day after tomorrow!" the fat man replied.
Chapter completed!